Once upon a time I lived in the Lake District. Without sounding too sentimental, I loved it. I was there for less than a year, but in that year I grew very attached to the village of Grasmere and those who lived in it. By day we worked at the Wordsworth Trust and at night we lived… Continue reading A return to the Lakes…
If someone offered you a dried, cured piece of beef, you might not accept the offer. But if they told you it was biltong, you might be more enthusiastic…maybe! In our house, biltong is a sure-fire hit. It’s widely available, but for what it is, I sometimes think it can be overpriced. Last year, we went… Continue reading Norfolk biltong…
Today, when I ventured outside mid morning, I heard one of the dogs playing with a squeaky toy – well that’s what I thought – until the toy started moving. I quickly realised it was a leveret. We have so many hares around the farm that at this time of the year we often come across… Continue reading Farm find of the day…
I love this time of year. The sun has begun to shine for longer, the garden is starting to come alive with unfurling blooms and the veg patch is flourishing. In the kitchen garden we have apricots, blackcurrants, gooseberries and cherries coming through, in the greenhouse we have tomatoes, melons, chillis and peppers coming on strongly… Continue reading New blooms and burgeoning produce…
